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VERSE (SR1,SR2&SR3) : SECOND PLACE
U p b r i n g i n g
Faith Foo, SR3A
Crawls, and gentle steps. His heart has overgrown his head,
The tottering toddler tries, His hands were big in size,
To follow his mother’s claps. His mother sings the song of love.
Beseechingly, he pleads. His doubt recedes,
With his father’s eyes. He cries.
He falls in the rough, His arms grow strong,
He tumbles. With broadened shoulders.
He was told to stand up straight. He stands,
His mother sings the song of spring, Emboldened in pride.
His chilly fears abate. Only…
Just only to fall,
A broken toy, At the piercing notes,
A shifty glance, From the songs She sings at his side.
And a shambling hut of lies!
He pleads the fifth, The man of his mother,
Remorse is learnt, Grows still – He grows still,
His sin abruptly dies. In the reverberating tune.
The source is silent,
But it’s messages will,
Resound in the echoes,
STILL.
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